For the Young Villain’s Happy Ending - Chapter 121

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Chapter 121

A wail tore through the air.
Another cry followed.
A sniffle.

I found myself surrounded by the Disciples, enveloped layer upon layer in their embrace.

“….”

This situation had unfolded mere moments ago.
It began the instant Kevenriak spoke my name.

“Raina Hart.”

At the sound of his voice, I realized Vivian had awakened once more. As always, his gentle face came into view first. I smiled back at him and called his name.

“Keri.”
“…What?!”

But my words drew responses—multiple voices, as if several people had drawn in sharp breaths. Surely not.
My heart trembled. As I turned my head toward the sound, I could scarcely believe my own eyes.

“Master…?”
“….”

The Disciples. They had grown so much over those two years. Overwhelmed by emotion, I could only nod slowly in response.
As if that were a signal, seven of the Disciples—all except Kevenriak—rushed toward me at once.

“Wahhh—.”
“Master—.”

Though their bodies pressing against me filled my vision and occupied my space, I felt no distance whatsoever. My chest ached with the weight of seeing them again.

“Have you all been well?”

At Raina Hart’s first words, the Disciples’ arms tightened around her with renewed fervor.
Squeeze, squeeze. Behind her, Quade, who held Raina Hart, carefully guarded her airway with his firm arms—but the others showed no such restraint. Raina Hart was pressed so tightly against them that her cheeks were being compressed.

“How well do you think we’ve been doing without you!”
“We cried every night missing you, Master!”
“Why did you go to the Emperor first?”

I should have kept my mouth shut.
This is suffocating….

“That’s enough.”

A transparent barrier pushed the Disciples backward, leaving only Raina Hart in place.

“Master is struggling.”

Ugh. How cruel. Your Majesty with seventh-circle power.
The Disciples trapped behind the barrier whimpered in protest.
But they didn’t complain further. The complexion of Vivian, whose body Raina Hart now inhabited, had turned deathly pale.
Vivian Asperada’s body is truly frail….

“Master, when will you reclaim your body?”
“It should be around tomorrow afternoon.”

Raina Hart answered Stale’s question while receiving healing from Kevenriak Heteroven. Dinsper had said the elixir would be completed around that time.

‘With Dinsper’s skill, he should have succeeded with at least one of the two.’

There was another reason for confidence.
This afternoon, when Raina Hart brought the highest-grade mana stone and Dinsper observed it, his eyes widened in astonishment. He, who aimed for the pinnacle of alchemy, had extensive experience handling rare minerals and other materials. It was only possible because Dinsper was a top-tier Alchemist.

“Is this a highest-grade mana stone…? But this is even more than that…. W-wait. Where did you get this?”
“From inside a Dragon’s bones.”
“A, a Dragon.”

It sounded like a lie, yet it seemed plausible that only something of that magnitude could produce such a mana stone. One could tell without even measuring the purity of the mana contained within it. One hundred percent. He had never seen mana this transparent before, nor had he even heard of its existence.
The Alchemist swallowed hard. Already, his eyes gleamed with the desire to draw closer to the truth of alchemy. To think he could now handle materials that even thousands of years of life couldn’t obtain.

“Will this be sufficient to successfully create the Elixir?”
“…You’re discussing probability? Listen, attendant. This cannot help but succeed. A game with a 100 percent success rate. Kekeke….”

With such assurance, it would surely succeed.
After Kevenriak drank the Elixir, I planned to enter his body. That way, even if the transfer of life proceeded rapidly, Kevenriak wouldn’t die, and I could buy time to establish a life-sharing bond.

“You really did bore a hole through the wall. It must not have been easy, given it’s a supreme Mage’s Subspace.”

Raina Hart spoke to her Disciples. In her last memory, all of them except Stale, who was a 4-Circle mage, had been intermediate 3-Circle mages.

“Intermediate mages who defeated a supreme Mage? That’s impressive.”

Nothing felt as gratifying as receiving recognition from one’s teacher. The Disciples laughed at their Master’s praise and looked at one another. There was more they wanted to say. Their lips itched to speak.

“Five of us have already reached advanced Mage rank, Master.”
“Five?”
“Stale is 5-Circle, and Jasmine, Jo, and Ren are all 4-Circle.”
“My goodness.”

At Liam’s words, Raina Hart spoke in a tone of astonishment.

‘Today, Master….’
‘Your reaction is quite large?’

Perhaps lingering from their reunion, Raina Hart’s reaction was pronounced. Wasn’t she usually composed about everything? This wasn’t an opportunity that came often.
The Disciples each revealed their developed specialties and abilities. Even Din, who typically disliked such things, subtly mentioned his own growth.
Everyone seemed delighted by Raina Hart’s response.
Yet among them was one Disciple whose invisible tail drooped. Raina Hart’s gaze fell upon that Disciple.

“Ban.”
“….”

A flinch. The body pressed against the wall, hunched forward, trembled.
At the Master’s call, the other Disciples’ gazes turned toward Ban. Her massive frame shrank with embarrassment.
Where had that aggressive demeanor gone from when she’d been challenging Kevenriak about whether the noble lady was truly his lover?

“Fine. Disappear before dawn.”

Only Raina Hart and Ban knew the exact reason he was acting this way.
The night before Raina Hart left the Imperial Palace, Ban had dared to pin down her Master with his front paws and threaten her. He had even blackmailed her, saying he wouldn’t let her go if she doubted him and left.
For the ungrateful act he had committed, Ban couldn’t even bring himself to face Raina Hart’s gaze.
But what master would scold a disciple for something they did without knowing?

“You’ve managed to summon seven fireballs now? That’s impressive.”
….

Ban slowly turned his head. The Disciples were startled by the face that was revealed. He was crying sorrowfully. The mistakes he had made, the events after her death—all these memories surfaced, and a complex tangle of emotions welled up inside him. And then, to receive such tender words of forgiveness.
Krraaooowww— Ban let out a mournful cry.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Master….”
“Why do you say you were wrong? It’s all my fault for disappearing and leaving you all behind.”

Eventually, moisture crept into Raina Hart’s voice as well.
The Disciples noticed it too. Our Master, who rarely showed emotion, was crying because of us…. They wanted to rush over immediately, but the seventh-circle barrier was far too solid.

….

Firmly.
Kevenriak Heteroven silently took Raina Hart’s hand. His blue eyes met hers with tenderness, speaking without words.
Welcome back, Raina Hart.

***

Duke Asperada’s scream echoed through the villa owned by the Asperada family.

“It’s upstairs!”

The Knights who had been exchanging light conversation on the first floor hurried up to the second floor at the sound. The door to the Duke’s room was wide open.
Torn curtains, a floor flooded with water, an overturned washbasin, a shattered vase…. In the center of the devastated room stood Duke Asperada, wrapped in a silk robe.
What on earth….

“Your Grace! Are you alright?”
“U…aaa…ahhh!”

As the Knight approached, the Duke shrieked and bolted toward the back of the room. He scrambled onto the sofa and huddled in the corner, trembling violently.
The Knights were bewildered by the Duke’s appearance, which they had never seen before. A Knight who appeared to be their superior gestured, pulling the others back. Maintaining distance from the Duke, the Knights kept watch over the room.

“I let it go. I let it go, so it’s going to devour me. It will chew me alive and swallow me whole.”

The Duke continued to mutter endlessly about what would consume him.

“W-what should we do?”
“…?”

As the four Knights observed the situation, the sound of a door closing came from behind them.

“I’ll handle it.”

The person who entered the room was the Physician who had accompanied Duke Asperada and his wife on their journey.
The elderly Physician approached the trembling Duke. The Duke’s wavering pupils stared fixedly at the Physician. Rather than issuing any prescription, the Physician familiarly brought out an incense burner and lit it. Before long, a rich fragrance filled the spacious room.
By then, everyone seemed to have found composure. The Duke who had been terrified moments before, and the Knights who had been flustered by his state.
The Physician asked.

“Your Grace, are you yourself again?”
“Ah, you. When did you arrive?”
“Just now, sir. What should we do next?”

At that question, Pialtis pretended to think with unfocused eyes for a moment before answering.

“We wait. Until my wife returns.”

***

“…But how are we supposed to get out of the Duke’s Castle?”

Only Vivian, being family to Duke Asperada, was unaffected by the barrier around the Duke’s Castle. Everyone else would be caught by the barrier and considered an intruder unless they passed through the main gate.
In the past, Tiernan Fargan had climbed over the City Walls, but that was only because Simona Asperada had temporarily disabled the barrier to let him out. As for Vivian leaving, that had been her own misjudgment.

“If it were just one or two, we could sneak out hidden beneath the carriage my Master rides. But seven of us? That’s impossible.”
“Couldn’t Vivian Asperada just open the main gate?”
“Even after opening the gate, there’s still a problem. When the Knights here see seven unfamiliar people rushing out, they’ll definitely say, ‘Oh, please go right ahead.'”
“Master, how are we supposed to get out?”

The eyes of the Disciples gazing at Raina Hart sparkled brightly. The intermediate and advanced Mages suddenly seemed like eager children.
What did it matter that we didn’t know the way out? Our Master is Raina Hart, after all.

‘A baby bird….’

Even knowing that the Disciples were being coy with their Master whom they hadn’t seen in so long, Raina Hart let out a soft chuckle. There was no helping it for now.

“I’ve already prepared a way out.”

Right, that’s our Master for you.
Leaving the admiring Disciples behind, Raina Hart turned to Kevenriak Heteroven, with whom she had devised the plan, and asked.

“It’s about time they arrived, isn’t it?”
“Yes.”

The two exchanged knowing smiles.
At that same moment, the Butler of House Asperada had stepped outside the mansion and was receiving an unexpected visitor.

“Marquis, I appreciate your long journey, but the Duke has departed on a trip at present….”
“Ah, no matter. No matter at all. Didn’t I owe His Excellency a favor from a few days back? I’ve come to repay it by delivering something. Just the ‘something’.”

Maverick grinned widely and pointed to the transport carriage that had followed his own. It was easily large enough to conceal seven grown men.

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